Early the next morning.

Claire went to her office after eating breakfast.

Jacob sat in the living room, sulking and glowering. He shot a silent and disdainful glare at Elaine when she walked into the living hall.

When he thought about the two million dollars that Elaine lost in the silly mahjong game, the wrath of fury reignited inside him.

He didn’t have much money himself. The two million dollars were the savings they had accumulated over the years, including the money that he earned from reselling the antique, but now, it had all gone down the drain.

In fact, Jacob felt that he should pick up his old tricks and begin trading at Antique Street again, and thus, he asked Zachary to sell his antiques.

Elaine pasted a sheepish smile on her face when she saw Jacob, feeling guilty and sorry, but Jacob treated her as if she was invisible.

She dared not complain about it, so she turned to Charlie and chided agitatedly, “Hey, Charlie, since you have nothing to do around here, quickly